poetry
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the little pieces
all i have left
my spirit and mind
are broken
the chemical reality of my life
the fluids that charge my rage
the cost is not enough
to stop this
the blackness of my mind
the empty cage
where my heart once was
whats burns now
is the hell in my head
silent insanity
screaming for help
no one cares
no one hears
no one helps
left alone to break
left alone to cry
left alone to die
tired of being alone
all i have left
my spirit and mind
are broken
the chemical reality of my life
the fluids that charge my rage
the cost is not enough
to stop this
the blackness of my mind
the empty cage
where my heart once was
whats burns now
is the hell in my head
silent insanity
screaming for help
no one cares
no one hears
no one helps
left alone to break
left alone to cry
left alone to die
tired of being alone
the dry inhale of insanity
binging on my own mortality
purging it all with my soul
coming down to reality
regretting all that it made me into
blood running down my face
the watchful eye of the paranoid
never eating, not sleeping
defy all the rules
and live forever
living in a dream
my world caves in around me
i feel the call for help
but i know i will never scream
i wish i could feel
my life-your love-my pain
an empty shell is all that remains
of the man that once was
binging on my own mortality
purging it all with my soul
coming down to reality
regretting all that it made me into
blood running down my face
the watchful eye of the paranoid
never eating, not sleeping
defy all the rules
and live forever
living in a dream
my world caves in around me
i feel the call for help
but i know i will never scream
i wish i could feel
my life-your love-my pain
an empty shell is all that remains
of the man that once was
threw my childs eyes
i could live again
they gave me that last chance
and you took it all away
i know you didn't want to go
but it had to be that way
you left me behind
when you walked away
the look in your eyes
that one last look
it tears me to pieces
the life i lost my tears
bring back that pain
i wish i could relive those days
i know you could never forgive me
for the lies i told that day
i could live again
they gave me that last chance
and you took it all away
i know you didn't want to go
but it had to be that way
you left me behind
when you walked away
the look in your eyes
that one last look
it tears me to pieces
the life i lost my tears
bring back that pain
i wish i could relive those days
i know you could never forgive me
for the lies i told that day
can you feel it
my mind in two
my soul crushing pain
my spirit hiding from it
broken heart
broken mind
my thoughts dwell on you
as the world moves on
i cry out in pain
so many years i hid my blood lust
so many years i kept it hidden
then in a blink my will let go
my soul reached up
and ripped my chest open
now i am only left
with a scarred shell
that was once a man
with my life broken
i welcome the pain
of my long lonley nights
my mind in two
my soul crushing pain
my spirit hiding from it
broken heart
broken mind
my thoughts dwell on you
as the world moves on
i cry out in pain
so many years i hid my blood lust
so many years i kept it hidden
then in a blink my will let go
my soul reached up
and ripped my chest open
now i am only left
with a scarred shell
that was once a man
with my life broken
i welcome the pain
of my long lonley nights
Doom what?
Laying on the ground i look up and
you know if i get up you die
and if i lay and die all is forgiven
Respect What?
look into my eyes
and know i am getting up
your best shot can't keep me down
Pride What?
You know i am comin for you
no place for you to hide
and your to scared to run
The law of man says i can't stop
the rules of life say you die
my own srength says i will
NEVER FORGIVE YOU
Laying on the ground i look up and
you know if i get up you die
and if i lay and die all is forgiven
Respect What?
look into my eyes
and know i am getting up
your best shot can't keep me down
Pride What?
You know i am comin for you
no place for you to hide
and your to scared to run
The law of man says i can't stop
the rules of life say you die
my own srength says i will
NEVER FORGIVE YOU
darkness around me
struggling to breathe
my mind goes back
to the better days
despratley trying
and barely remembering
the smile on your face
the memories left in your place
you left me alone
to watch from the outside
and now i sit back
and feel the animal in me grow
i push to the limit
trying to end my pain
hoping you see what
you did to me
i can't be stopped
the animal is to strong
i try and push back
but you helped break
my will
struggling to breathe
my mind goes back
to the better days
despratley trying
and barely remembering
the smile on your face
the memories left in your place
you left me alone
to watch from the outside
and now i sit back
and feel the animal in me grow
i push to the limit
trying to end my pain
hoping you see what
you did to me
i can't be stopped
the animal is to strong
i try and push back
but you helped break
my will
Floating alone in the darkness
Drifting somewhere in the void,
between space and time.
The wind whispers your name
and the stars keep your
face in my mind.
I remember days not to long ago
before insanity destroyed my life
you would lay next to me
like our soul were intertwined.
Loneliness now consumes me
as alone at night i cry
I pray one day to find you
for our souls to reunite.
On that day
nothing could ever stop us
and together forever
we will fly.
Drifting somewhere in the void,
between space and time.
The wind whispers your name
and the stars keep your
face in my mind.
I remember days not to long ago
before insanity destroyed my life
you would lay next to me
like our soul were intertwined.
Loneliness now consumes me
as alone at night i cry
I pray one day to find you
for our souls to reunite.
On that day
nothing could ever stop us
and together forever
we will fly.
The hidden tremors
of insanity hiding behind
the blackness of my lost eyes.
Pain carves a hole
in your trust with my
hate filled lies.
My wrists bleed the truth
that my heart could
never hide. As i wait
for you in a place you
could never find.
You look at the shadows
trying to find
the love you left behind
and i hide from you
to avoid the love that
was never mine
of insanity hiding behind
the blackness of my lost eyes.
Pain carves a hole
in your trust with my
hate filled lies.
My wrists bleed the truth
that my heart could
never hide. As i wait
for you in a place you
could never find.
You look at the shadows
trying to find
the love you left behind
and i hide from you
to avoid the love that
was never mine
the bloom of madness
grows deep inside of me
filling me up with
total desperation.
the sickness takes me over
until i can hardly breath,
whipers of pain and suffering
and the inevitable throws
of misery
behind a mask of happiness
alone everynight i cry
covered in the veil
of loneliness everynight
i wait alone to die.
grows deep inside of me
filling me up with
total desperation.
the sickness takes me over
until i can hardly breath,
whipers of pain and suffering
and the inevitable throws
of misery
behind a mask of happiness
alone everynight i cry
covered in the veil
of loneliness everynight
i wait alone to die.
I could smile and
hide this killers face,
could you love me
and kiss my tears away.
If i could push my way
threw your heartache,
would you trust me
and let me take
his place.
I want to fly higher
then your ego's face,
so i could watch you
hate and push me away.
I wish you could live
your life at a hero's pace,
so that you would blink
and forget my face.
hide this killers face,
could you love me
and kiss my tears away.
If i could push my way
threw your heartache,
would you trust me
and let me take
his place.
I want to fly higher
then your ego's face,
so i could watch you
hate and push me away.
I wish you could live
your life at a hero's pace,
so that you would blink
and forget my face.
thats it, thats all i got. the last one i wrote tonight after having a long talk with the only woman i ever loved. drunk alone and crying is roughly how i spend my life. i just gave you a small glimpse into the reality of who and where i am in this world. not trying to ruin a holiday for anyone just felt like putting it out there. i hope in my short time here i hope i have made a few of you smile because at the end of the day that is the goal. you can't make everyone in the world happy all the time but i do hope i made you all laugh at one time or another.
now back to the beer.
now back to the beer.
Simon that is too sad and hard for me to want to read but it is well written
I write stuff then perform it at jazz clubs on poetry night
a group performed this one dressed in black robes then bowed down to a flame
I wrote this one about the symmetry of fire
1 split a flame longways and you have split a perfect mirror reflection
2 fire is the great Destroyer yet the great Creator
Poem is a rip off of Blake's Tiger Tiger poem
Fire
Fire, fire burning bright
In the darkness of the night
What immortal hand, what eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
What cold shoulder? What cold heart?
Created fire with what art?
And when his fire began to flame
Was there pride or was there shame?
What dread anvil? What dread grasp?
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
From what dread furnace came thy heat?
What dread hammer to airy flames did beat?
What immortal in what land
Created fire with what hand?
On what wings did he aspire?
What fearless mind created fire?
Split a flame and it is twinned
One twin destroys what one begins
The question is “Which twin is greater?
Fire the destroyer or fire the creator?
When it was done the stars did blaze
The heavens lit in fiery rage
On this flame we did ascend
The question is how will we end?
Some say we will be consumed by fire
Some say it is death by ice
From what I have drank of desire
I stand by those who stand by fire
Fire, fire burning bright
In the darkness of the night
What immortal hand, what eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
I write stuff then perform it at jazz clubs on poetry night
a group performed this one dressed in black robes then bowed down to a flame
I wrote this one about the symmetry of fire
1 split a flame longways and you have split a perfect mirror reflection
2 fire is the great Destroyer yet the great Creator
Poem is a rip off of Blake's Tiger Tiger poem
Fire
Fire, fire burning bright
In the darkness of the night
What immortal hand, what eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
What cold shoulder? What cold heart?
Created fire with what art?
And when his fire began to flame
Was there pride or was there shame?
What dread anvil? What dread grasp?
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
From what dread furnace came thy heat?
What dread hammer to airy flames did beat?
What immortal in what land
Created fire with what hand?
On what wings did he aspire?
What fearless mind created fire?
Split a flame and it is twinned
One twin destroys what one begins
The question is “Which twin is greater?
Fire the destroyer or fire the creator?
When it was done the stars did blaze
The heavens lit in fiery rage
On this flame we did ascend
The question is how will we end?
Some say we will be consumed by fire
Some say it is death by ice
From what I have drank of desire
I stand by those who stand by fire
Fire, fire burning bright
In the darkness of the night
What immortal hand, what eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Dude, If you do nothing else in the New Year, seek some Counselling or find a local group to speak with or join (Al-anon, if you're drinking so much?).the little pieces
all i have left
my spirit and mind
are broken
the chemical reality of my life
the fluids that charge my rage
the cost is not enough
to stop this
the blackness of my mind
the empty cage
where my heart once was
whats burns now
is the hell in my head
silent insanity
screaming for help
no one cares
no one hears
no one helps
left alone to break
left alone to cry
left alone to die
tired of being alone
BTW excellent poems, dark and sad, but excellent none the less
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As a student and admirer of poetry, I find Simon's writing to be touching and insightful. Knowing that it comes directly from his own source, I hope to think that it will serve the purpose of catharsis rather than debilitation. As Needinit said, if counseling is sought, it might open the doors to a whole other stream of consciousness that might inspire further creative accomplishments.
I would love to share some of my own writings here but I also need to be discreet as it might be recognized. I have been lucky enough that a few have been published and I'm working on newer sonnets and stanzas.
This is one of my favorites and it seems a rather fitting companion to Simon's writing. I hope it resonates with clarity and hope:
If I could tell you
Time will say nothing but I told you so,
Time only knows the price we have to pay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.
If we should weep when clowns put on their show,
If we should stumble when musicians play,
Time will say nothing but I told you so.
There are no fortunes to be told, although,
Because I love you more than I can say,
If I could tell you I would let you know.
The winds must come from somewhere when they blow,
There must be reasons why the leaves decay;
Time will say nothing but I told you so.
Perhaps the roses really want to grow,
The vision seriously intends to stay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.
Suppose the lions all get up and go,
And all the brooks and soldiers run away;
Will Time say nothing but I told you so?
If I could tell you I would let you know.
~ W. H. Auden (1907 - 73)
I would love to share some of my own writings here but I also need to be discreet as it might be recognized. I have been lucky enough that a few have been published and I'm working on newer sonnets and stanzas.
This is one of my favorites and it seems a rather fitting companion to Simon's writing. I hope it resonates with clarity and hope:
If I could tell you
Time will say nothing but I told you so,
Time only knows the price we have to pay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.
If we should weep when clowns put on their show,
If we should stumble when musicians play,
Time will say nothing but I told you so.
There are no fortunes to be told, although,
Because I love you more than I can say,
If I could tell you I would let you know.
The winds must come from somewhere when they blow,
There must be reasons why the leaves decay;
Time will say nothing but I told you so.
Perhaps the roses really want to grow,
The vision seriously intends to stay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.
Suppose the lions all get up and go,
And all the brooks and soldiers run away;
Will Time say nothing but I told you so?
If I could tell you I would let you know.
~ W. H. Auden (1907 - 73)
